Poe Dameron Imagine
Poe Dating A Bookworm
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Requested by anon.
Summary: Poe’s girlfriend is never caught with a book in her hand, though they are an unlikely couple, a pilot and a medic, you work together perfectly.
Word Count: 567
Warnings: None
This prompt is similar to my Poe x OC fic, Something To Believe In. It’s a slow- burn fic about a Dr. in the Resistance who is assigned to work with Black Squadron. If you care to check it out, it’s on Fanfiction and A03!
Still accepting requests! Please submit them to me, I love doing them!
You sat with your back against the tree, thankful for this little spot where you could be invisible to the world, just yourself. As a medic for The Resistance, you found yourself unable to find time to be alone, always busy, and you were thankful for opportunities like this.
Opening up the book in your lap, you sighed softly. The Resistance didn't have an extensive library, but the books that they did have would do. You'd become less and less picky with finding the perfect book, now you just chose whatever sounded best in the moment.
After at least an hour, a rustling through the trees caused you to snap your head from the current reading you were engrossed in. You relaxed slightly when you saw it was Poe, dressed in a loose white shirt and khaki pants, clearly having just came off his flight practice, his curly hair matted down and sticking up in places from his helmet. You could help but smirk at his slightly unkempt appearance.
"Y/N," he greeted, beaming at you. "I thought I'd find you here."
You and Poe had been together for a year almost, though you'd been friends for what felt like ages before that. Even though you'd always thought him to be quite the Casanova, flirtatious and suave, he wasn't. On the outside, he was a bit cocky and confident, but he was also kind and honest, and had never been anything but loyal and trustworthy to you.
It had taken him so long to even know you loved him, just because you were so quiet, he'd never expected it, even though, Poe had confessed he'd fallen for you long ago as well.
"Hey, you," You watched him flop down on his stomach in front of you, and he propped his head in his hands. Unable to help yourself, you reached out and ran your fingers through his soft, dark hair.
"Whatcha reading?" He asked, taking it upon himself to lift the book from your lap and look at the over.
"Just something I found in the library."
"Haven't you read through the whole thing by now?" He asked.
"Nearly," You chuckled, and he shifted his position so he was sitting next to you, resting his head against the back of the tree and pulling you towards him. Your head fell against his shoulder.
You weren't used to having time like this with him, so you savored every moment. Between both your busy schedules, your time together was spent in secret, him slipping into your quarters late at night or vice versa. Hugs and kisses and goodbyes, never quite sure if you'd see him come back safely from his missions. Fleeting moments that you treasured. You worried about him, but it was only natural.
"Maybe I'll get you something more interesting to read," Poe suggested. "I know you're birthday is coming up soon."
Poe adored the way you never left your quarters without a book in your hand. You lived in your own little world, and he was happy that you'd let him become a part of it. It distracted him from his someone traumatic day-to-day life.
"I think I would like that," You smirked as he pulled you in for a soft kiss.
"I love you," he murmured tenderly against your mouth.
